Your name is written on my heart, Lily.
Nothing’s ever gone. We fool ourselves that things fade, but they never do.
An hour of your life is worth more than a thousand people to me.
His kiss held his heart. It broke hers.
Human women have been slapping men for being bastards for centuries. You were doing what comes naturally.
Life might hurt, might bruise, might forever scar, but it was for living.
Nothing is stronger than the will of the human heart.
But sometimes, that depth of need – to save, to protect – can become a blinding fervor, one that destroys the very thing it thinks to safeguard.
Sophia got up, taking one last look at the extraordinary daughter Councilor Nikita Duncan had borne.
Maybe, just maybe, two broken people could manage to create something whole.
Oh yeah, that’s the one who kept watching me as if she was waiting for me to grow fangs and try to eat her. I couldn’t help it – I used my claws to scratch my nose. Her eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
No more chances, Golden Eyes. You’re mine and I’ll draw blood to enforce my claim.
I have so much love inside me, Jason. So much. And I have never been allowed to shower it on anyone – no one wanted it. Let me stretch the wings of my heart with you.
The Princess Mahiya, and she is mine.
She was more than willing to let him walk off his temper. And the man had one, even if he wasn’t willing to admit it.
I almost let the best thing that ever happened to me slip away because I was hung up on ideas of what I ‘should’ want. Sometimes there is no ‘should,’ there’s only a single chance to grab on to happiness.
I told Caliane that trying to civilize me is like trying to civilize a jungle cat,” Naasir said with a shrug. “We pretend to like people until we get hungry and want fresh meat.” A glance around, a glint in his eye. “I honestly do like you all. I haven’t thought about eating you for at least two centuries.
Seven months Naasir had been hunting. Seven months since he’d told Ashwini he was ready to find a mate. Seven months and still his mate hadn’t made herself known to him. Didn’t she know he was looking for her?
Every white knight needed a deadly black sword at his back.
Janvier watched Ashwini stride away, her hips moving provocatively beneath the snug fit of her jeans. “Take care of her,” he said quietly to his friend. “She is my eternity, Louis.